Looking at the canonization, Luo Yangyang's heart shrank suddenly, as if she was being held tightly by an invisible hand, and the pain was so painful that she almost couldn't breathe.

Luo Yangyang's bright eyes, with a layer of sparkling water, she shook her head lightly, and said with difficulty: "Don't dare to wear it." ”

It was a ring, what it meant, how could she not understand.

It's not that she doesn't want to wear it, it's that she doesn't dare to wear it.

They have such a long way ahead now, how dare she wear it.

"You don't believe me?" The pair of cold eyebrows of the canonized became more and more wrinkled, like a tsunami with turbulent undercurrents and faint signs of eruption.

He said that as long as he followed him, he would solve anything else, and she had no confidence in him?

Picking her up in the office, he certainly knew that she didn't want to, and she would be afraid and worried.

But he did that to make the Feng family's high-level suspicious, and it was best if these rumors could reach the ears of the old man.

He did this deliberately, just to pave the way for their future, so that the old man would have a bottom in his heart, and one day when the relationship between the two was exposed, he would not be so shocked.

"I don't believe in myself." Luo Yangyang is also forbearing, and the repeated outrageous behavior of the canonization has made her feel a lot of pressure, "I don't believe that the rest of the Feng family can accept us." ”

The two sat side by side on the couch, looking sideways at each other.

The atmosphere, a little subtle, air pressure, is also oppressively low.

"Why don't you trust yourself? Are you shaken? When the saint said this, a coldness flashed in his black eyes, which were as black as the deep sea.

He doesn't allow it!

This must not be allowed to happen!

"......" Luo Yangyang pursed her lips tightly, shaking her head lightly and not daring to make a sound, she was afraid that as soon as she made a sound, tears would not help but fall.

Looking at Luo Yangyang, who shook his head vigorously with tears in his eyes, he was a little distressed and unbearable, but he had to have an answer, a clear answer.

"Don't you want to be with me?" Feng Sheng grabbed Luo Yangyang's hand, perhaps because he was a little nervous, and grabbed it a little harder.

Although, even if Luo Yangyang didn't want to be with him, he didn't plan to let her go.

However, he hoped that she would be with him willingly.

"......" Luo Yangyang shook her head more urgently, and when she shook, crystal tears were thrown out of the corners of her eyes.

The crystal clear teardrop slipped from the air and landed right on the back of the hand that was wrapped in the white jade ring.

Teardrops seemed to carry a burning temperature, burning all the way from the back of the sanctified hand to the depths of his heart.

As soon as Luo Yangyang cried, his heart suddenly collapsed.

But before he could comfort him, Luo Yangyang, who couldn't hold back his emotions, suddenly withdrew his hand.